Europe

Market culture is one of my favorite things about France: when I lived in Nice, I used to go shopping at the local market a few times a week, discovering new ingredients like zucchini flowers and stocking up on plenty of fresh strawberries and...

This was not a post I expected to write this year: I found out that I'd be going to Cannes approximately one week before I left, and because of how it coincided with getting Gertie, I'd be on the ground for about the same amount of time as I'd be in...

Seven years ago, I graduated from college—and almost immediately hopped on a plane for a backpacking trip around Europe. I gallivanted through Germany, Czech Republic, Hungary, Switzerland, England, Austria and France for five weeks, mostly...

Thanks to my Francophile mom and an extended stint living and working in Nice, I've been lucky enough to spend a lot of time in Paris. Even though it can seem like a museum city and it's full of so many favorite places I love going back to, it's...

It's no secret that I love a good colorful house portrait in the city: there's just something about a well-kept facade amidst the chaos of crowded city streets that appeals to me. So Rue Cremieux was my favorite find on my recent trip to Paris: it's...

Paris is a city of curving rues and hidden alleys, cobblestone and courtyards. There's no grid system with numbers and letters, no even spacing and logical layout. It was built in fits and starts, expanding from the islands on the Seine to several...

Without a doubt: the Marais is my favorite neighborhood in Paris. Part of this affinity is surely due to familiarity: my parents always rent an apartment right at Rue Vieille du Temple and Rue des Rosiers when we visit, and the streets surrounding...

New York is a city best seen from above; Paris is a city best seen on the streets. It's a city of winding cobblestone streets and crumbling facades, flower shops and classic bistros, perfectly planned gardens and windows full of intricate...

In New York City, I'm always on the lookout for red: a lucky red door, the red I <3 NY logo, a burst of begonias in a window box. But in Paris, it seemed like blue was everywhere I looked: a bright blue door, a spattering of blue tile, graffiti...

I went on my very first international trip to Paris with my mom when I was 11 years old: I was completely enamored with pain au chocolats every morning, the Disney store on the Champs-Élysées and the view from the Eiffel Tower. Last week, I went to...

About Me

C'est Christine is my little slice of the internet to talk travel, lifestyle and twenty-something struggles. After stints living in France, Australia and NYC and lots of (often solo!) travel around the world, I currently live in San Diego with my husband and pug.